Broken (5 page)

             
“Anything for you, Lena,” he gives me a lopsided grin and sits down on one of the benches. “I’ll stay out of your way. Let me know if you need my help.”

             
For the next hour, I shoot my heart out.
The wonderful thing about sunsets is that they can cast a beautiful golden light that illuminates the landscape shot, macro shot, or give you a great opportunity for a portrait. As the sunset progresses I get shots of everything around me, including Levi without him knowing it.

             
Finally, the sun is down and I’m tired from snapping away. I take a seat next to Levi, fidgeting with my camera, trying to secure everything. I can see him looking at me out of the corner of my eye. “What?”

             
“That was probably one of the most amazing things that I have ever seen. And, I’ve been everywhere. Seen everything.”

             
I manage to get the last of my camera stashed away. “Yeah, you have one of the most beautiful scenic views right here…in your own backyard. It’s stunning.”

             
Levi lets out a hardy laugh, “I wasn’t talking about the lake or garden, Lena. I was talking about you. Your happiness, energy and the wonderful overexcitement of taking pictures…is intoxicating.” I blush. He was watching me in an environment I rarely let people see.

             
The darkness surrounds us and the moon provides a calming light over the water. A comfortable silence settles over us as we take in our surroundings. Levi breaks that silence, “How about a swim?”

             
My eyebrow arches with concern, “I don’t have a bathing suit.”

             
“You don’t need one. No one comes back here. My mom is probably passed out by now. My dad is probably off playing poker with his buddies. It’s just you and me.”

             
Anxiety begins to form in the pit of my heart. “You want to skinny dip?”

             
Levi examines my body language. “Lena, I won’t touch you, unless you want me to touch you. There’s no pressure to do anything. I just want to swim with you. Trust me. I won’t hurt you.”

             
“Okay.”

             
“Okay,” he mimics my response.  He stands and begins to remove his polo shirt. I thank the gods above that he plays sports because damn what’s under that shirt is a work of art. Suddenly, I wish I had my camera out so I could photograph him.

             
Still looking at me, he unclasps his belt and pulls at the zipper of his pants. Kicking off his sandals, he lets his jeans drop to the ground. The only thing left on his body is his boxers and a necklace around his neck made from hemp. “I’m almost done and you haven’t even started. How about I wait for you to catch up?”

             
Damn, he’s smooth. I think for a moment. He said that he wouldn’t do anything that I didn’t want him to do. I trust him. So, I remove the first tank top from my body. The second tank top has a built in bra, so once I take this off, he’ll see the entire top portion of my chest. My hands rest at the hem of the shirt. My wide eyes meet his.

             
“Need some help?” he offers. Sensing I am terrified, he moves towards me.

             
My fingers are frozen. “Yes,” I whisper.

             
He takes the bottom of my top and pulls until the shirt is over my head and resting on the bench. My arms fly across my breasts to cover myself. “Don’t cover yourself, Lena. You’re so pretty.”

             
My hands drop to my sides and I allow Levi to look at me. He can’t hide the lust that is behind his eyes. Part of me likes it. The other part of me doesn’t because I have seen men look at my mom the same way. Still, I don’t utter a word. The tips of his fingers rest above the button of my shorts. Levi unsnaps them and slowly slides the zipper down, exposing my pink, laced underwear. “My god.”

             
My breathing begins to hitch a bit. I know what’s next. Each of his hands rests on each side of my thighs. He pulls the shorts gently past my waist and I shimmy the remaining fabric down my legs. He stops there and gazes in my direction.

             
I see that he is getting nervous. My trembling hands reach the top of his boxer shorts and pull down. Levi helps me guide his underwear down to the ground. I don’t look down, but, god, do I want to. Instead, I stare in to his eyes.

             
He pulls me closer and gently places a soft kiss of my lips. My mouth makes a quiet whimpering noise. Levi places a finger on each side of my panties and glides the panties off my body. “Jesus. You’re a goddess.”

             
My face is flushed. I can feel the heat on my face. My body involuntarily begins to shake. As much as I try to stay calm and collected, my fear shows. Levi caresses my shoulders to calm me. “It’s going to be okay, Lena. I promise. Let’s go swimming.”

             
Levi leads me into the surprisingly, warm water. “How does it stay warm?”

             
We’re both submerged in the water. Thankfully, the water is covering our bodies. “It’s man made. There are heaters below. It’s kind of like a pool made to look like a lake.”

             
I’m reminded of how much money Levi’s parents have. “Wow. I would have never have never have guessed.”

             
Levi makes small splashes with his hands. “Lena? Can I ask you something?”

             
“I guess. I can’t promise that I will answer.”

             
“Are you a virgin? I mean, like, do you have any experience at all?” Levi is surprised. I don’t know why.

             
I toy with the idea of not answering. It’s embarrassing. I’ve kissed a few boys here and there. I’ve stopped them from taking it further than that. I choose to play dumb for a minute. “Experience?”

             
Levi’s lips curl, “Lena, it’s okay if you don’t want to answer. I just want to know so I don’t make you uncomfortable. You were shaking so bad before we got into the water.”

             
Sighing, I slump down in the water allowing the depth to touch my hair. “I don’t have much, Levi. Barely, second base experience. So, to answer your question, I am a virgin.”

             
Although it’s dark, I can see the grateful smile on his lips. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of Lena. You’re a virgin. So what?”

             
I’m over the subject already. “Didn’t you invite me here to swim?” I playfully splash him in the face.

             
Wiping the droplets of water from his face, he declares war. “You are going to pay for that Lena!”

             
Without warning, I am flooded with water by Levi’s hands. I splash back in hopes of winning this water fight. It doesn’t look good for me. Tiny waves are hitting the banks and the water is rippling all around us. I forget that we are naked because we are having so much fun hitting the water in each other’s faces.

             
Levi picks me up and jokingly throws me. I emerge from under the water, sucking in air. “You play dirty.”

             
Chuckling, under his breath, “Not as dirty as I like.”

             
I skim the water with my hand, gathering enough water to wallow in his face. He wipes the water from his eyes leaving beads of water behind on his face. The light from the moon is illuminating the ripples in the water and softly lighting our body images. As I observe Levi, I become breathless. He moves closer and takes my waist in to his hands. Looking up, I search Levi’s eyes for clues of his next move.

             
His head dips down and his lips latch on to my lips. First, his touch is gentle and soft. Within moments, his lips are eagerly moving across mine and his tongue is probing my mouth. As he kisses me, he moves my hips to his. I can feel how what we are doing is affecting him.

             
Levi’s hardness is stabbing my leg. As he shifts his hips, it is getting closer and closer to the inside of my thighs. I love the way his mouth is making me feel. But, I’m scared of the activity that is happening below my waist. I pull back, catching my breath.

             
“You okay?” he asks.

             
Still feeling him against me, I try to move my hips away. “Fine. It’s just…it’s just I’m not ready. It definitely feels like you are.”

             
Again, he inwardly laughs, “Lena, that’s going to happen every time I kiss you, touch you, think of you. It has a mind of its own. But, I told you, if you are not ready for this, it’s okay.”

             
“So, you’re plan wasn’t to get me here to fuck me?” I ask. Hey, I have the right to ask. Everyday, I’m solicited by jerks wanting to get a piece of my ass. What makes Levi different?

             
The ever so charming lopsided grin appears. “I’m not trying to sound like a dick, but, if I wanted to just fuck someone, I could call any girl in school. I like you. I like kissing you. I like talking to you. I like spending time with you. We can do whatever you want. If you want to chill in the water, fine. If you want to put your clothes back on, fine. Hell, if you want to play board games, I’d do it. I just want to spend time with you. Tell me what you want, Lena.” He takes my chin with his fingers and guides my face up to look at him.

             
My body wants Levi to touch me. “If I ask you to touch me, will you be able to stop?”

             
A quivering breath leaves Levi’s mouth. “I promise. I will stop.”

             
I touch his face bringing it closer to mine, I whisper, “I’m scared. But, I like the way you feel. I like the way you touch me.”

             
Unsteadily, he begins to kiss me again. I moan in to his mouth. His mouth slides down my chin, then to my neck, leaving a slick trail behind. At the end of the trail is my right breast. Right before he takes my nipple in to his mouth, he looks to me for approval. I nod, not sure what I’m getting myself into.

             
Once his mouth makes contact, I realize it was a good decision. As he licks and sucks, I involuntarily make desperate, whimpering noises. As he drags his tongue away, I almost pull him back. Then, it dawns on me that he is jumping to my other breast and I begin panting all over again.

             
Levi tastes my chest for what seems like hours. Even though we are in water, I feel a strange, slick wetness forming between my legs. There is a desperate ache trailing in its path. My hips begin to move and now I get what Levi means by his body having a mind of its own.

             
Dragging his tongue back up to my mouth, I feel his desperation. Once again, he tears himself from me. “Lena, do you trust me?”

             
I do. If I tell him to stop, I know he will. At this point, I’m not sure I can. “Yes.”

             
He touches his forehead to mine. “I’m going to touch you between your legs. It won’t hurt. If you don’t like it, just say the word.” I nod in agreement because I want the ache to stop between my legs. It’s becoming unbearable.

             
Again, his tongue is probing my mouth. He hitches my legs up around his waist. I feel his arm wrap around my waist and his other free hand move slowly between my legs. Two fingers move back and forth between the slickness. Just as he brings his fingers to the top of my insides, a shot of pleasure begins to spark. I wish he would leave his fingers there. I can tell he is teasing me.

             
With each flash of pleasure my hips grind against his hand harder and harder. Levi decides to end my torture by rubbing his two fingers in the place I need it the most. Bucking against him, I feel myself beginning to unravel. My pants have become shorter and I begin to feel the peak. Levi whispers in to my ear, “Just. Let. Go.” So, I do. And, it’s the most amazing feeling I have ever felt in my life.

             
In a whispering chant, I say his name over and over again. When the last spasm is over, I strum up the courage to look at him. He glazes over me in amazement. I wonder what he must think. I’m embarrassed by my body’s involuntary response to his touch. I lower my legs but I still hold on to him. “I don’t…I don’t know what just happened.”

             
“You came. You didn’t like the way I made you feel?”

             
“I loved the way you made me feel.” I admit.

             
“Good. Because I want to make you feel like that again.” His mouth is over mine again and again my legs disobey me by latching around his waist.

             
Tearing myself away from his mouth I welcome the thought of making Levi feel like I did just a few moments before. “I want to return the favor. I don’t know how to do it. Will you show me?”

             
His voice is husky with lust, “Lena, you don’t have to.”